Torrie is bitchsuited

"...to serve as her opponent's puppy **** and mascot!!"

Torrie's eyes widened in horror as she saw the makings of the puppy bitchsuit that was to be her torment. She was released from her cuffs and made as if to escape for just a moment before a slap from a 'referee' subdued her. She sobbed and wailed through her gag as she was made to kneel. She could offer no further resistance as the latex suit encased her limbs. With her arms and legs folded into the tight bondage her hands and feet were then captured in bondage mitten 'paws.' A face mask muzzle with a dog's snout and puppy ears was placed on her head and her ball gag replaced with a ring gag(in the brief moment her mouth was free she just moaned, "pleeeeeeaaase"), through which her tongue lolled. She shuddered as she felt motion on her rear end. With no warning, she felt an intruder enter her. She shrieked and yelped but to no avail as her puppy costume was completed with a tail buttplug up her ass. Her eyes unfortunately raised above the gleefully roaring crowd to the jumbotron and saw her transformation- a perfect puppy pet. With, of course, her sexy, strappy lingerie was still perfectly on display. What had moments ago provided her with the feeling of incredible erotic power was now her ultimate degradation. And then, she saw nothing. As if she weren't already helpless enough, to add insult to injury, she was blindfolded. So she could only hear the enraged voice.

"YOU BITCH!!" Candice shouted. Then with a smirk added, "literally."

Candice had been freed and begun to recover, dazed though she was. And she was hungry for ****.

"You evil bitch! I've never been so humiliated in my life! But now I'll do ten times worse to you!"

Torrie's heart quaked to imagine what more could even be done. She soon found out at least a part of it. She trembled as weighted nipple clamps were attached to her breasts. Then, she felt her vagina penetrated. But with what? An electric shock convulsed her. She nearly passed out.

She snapped back to attention as she felt a whip, surely the belt she had used to whip Candice, on her own ass. She heard Candice's voice again, "Now we begin your training!"

It was a blur as she was made to roll over, beg, 'stand' on her hind legs, and more, each command followed with a crack of the whip. After more whippings and electric shocks, slaps and stinkfaces, than she could count, she finally felt what must be a collar was placed round her neck. She couldn't see that it was emblazoned with the words CANDICE'S BITCH ****. Not that it could even matter to her now, the state she was in. She was just thankful to feel a reprieve as with a tug of the leash as she was pulled into the cart, now her kennel. The crowd had never let up their cheers and jeers, and as a final insult she felt their hands groping and spanking her as she was wheeled out.

"And come back to Candice's next match folks, to see her special puppy mascot in action once again!"

The crowd roared. Candice leaned down and whispered to Torrie, "And I'm going to teach you lots and lots of new tricks before then. You're training's just begun bitch!"

Torrie could only moan and whimper through her gag. How could this have happened? Was this going to be her life now? She hung her head and sobbed to think what lay ahead.